I changed my mind about Tim Gunn. I like him now. Mostly because he said someone's dress looks like a gay t-rex. Or something.
he was CRYING into my vagina
then the nurse gave me a bag with my personal belongings: phone, wallet. jacket, keys and a BTB burrito
easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do.
sometimes i wish i was a boob, they get to chill in soft and cuddly little cup things.
I smuggled my gin and tonic out of the bar by shoving the glass in my pocket...mistakes were inevitable.
I'm not sure...it could be the pasta I ate from her sink, the dominoes, or just the alcohol. Or a wicked combination of all 3.
There's never a time that i stay at this apartment that when i wake up in the morning and sit outside to smoke a cigarette that i don't feel ashamed of myself.
I'm trying to have a "pick me up from my house so I can get completely annihilated night" any takers? Cmon people this is what friends are for
Hold on. At Sephora trying to decide what despair smells like.
GOD DAMMIT TARYN WHY DO WE ALWAYS HAVE TO ROB PLACES IN OUR FUTURE PLANS?!
he kept insisting he didn't have my number, so i called his phone and my number came up as "yeaaaaaaaaah!"
Plus he is a pilot so I could give him flight dome
I think people are normalizing furries
all my friends are getting married and here i am in a committed relationship with rum
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